Testo di Night Of The Furies

I can see their eyes, and you never will believe it I can hear their cries, but you wouldn't want to hear them I recant my lies, but they never will believe me My conscience will keep on, and the fault is my own. There's calm in these banquet years, so I tend to obsess About youth, before the guilt appeared. But I need to forget. Outside the lamppost sways from their angry hands As I sleep a troubled sleep, a coldness on my feet And it only gets much colder before dawn. I can see their eyes, but you wouldn't want to see them I can hear their cries, but you wouldn't want to hear them I recant my lies, but they never will believe me My conscience is too strong, and my feet can't run It's true, there's calm with no one here, but the stillness is death The windows on my street start to come alive and breath I can hear them singing what I've done I can see their eyes, but you wouldn't want to see them I can hear their cries, but you wouldn't want to hear them I recant my lies, but they never will believe me My conscience is too strong, I'll be theirs by dawn I can see their eyes, but you wouldn't want to see them I can hear their cries, but you wouldn't want to hear them I ruined my life, but you wouldn't want to see it My conscience is too strong, and tonight I'll be gone